Morgan’s companions are a curse upon her life. If she had been a lone she would have given up eventually. Surely she would have abandoned Britain and set the entire place ablaze. But she weren’t alone. She had wonderful, dear companions, who supported her through all of this. She traveled with the undeniable proof that there was good in this world. If she had been alone she could have fooled herself into thinking that there was nothing worth saving here. But she wasn’t. And so she couldn’t give up. She had to save this world. She had to try. She had to try.